Ah, Hanoi. The flight to get here involved 3 schedule changes, a lot of bumping around for the best part of 2 hours and having to allow my shoulder become 'part-time pillow' for the two sleeping Asians on either side
Having evacuated from China just over 2 short weeks ago, it was with borderline trepidation that I boarded a flight back from the relative safety of Frankfurt bound for Bangkok, via Bahrain. The 'via' in that sentence is of crucial
So after what would have to be said was a considerable delay (a bit like the one you've just experienced waiting for me to come out with this post, which in fact did not turn up 'tomorrow' as I said
I'm a bit like a dog trying to find a spot to sleep walking around beside the river here in Frankfurt, trying to find a perfect place to sit and type, because I'm fairly sure that I'm going to need
**Many of you will be aware by now that I've actually had a major change of plans and am now in Frankfurt, Germany. I'll write more about the atypical series of events that unfolded in the 48 hours or so